Oh, trust me, I've heard much worse and longer. (Mostly supplied by himself. Eddie was the number one person to go to if you wanted to lose your appetite. He grins a little proudly. Despite his raging hypochondria, he does take some minute boyish pleasure in being able to gross people out.)

You're welcome.

(Does he sound proud? He's a teensy bit proud.

Eddie places his hands primly on his hips and just kind of sighs, looking down at his spectacular pair of tube socks.)

Yeah, I'm barely growing, let alone towards coolness.

(Eddie.

He looks up at her and blinks slowly because really.)

Okay, but you're like, the definition of cool. You don't need to worry about that.